The years I was in the human world

"Sui Mo? What are you thinking about?" Qinghe asked when he saw that he was distracted.

"I'm thinking about the new god." Lu Zhouxue came back to his senses immediately. He looked at Qinghe, who was dressed neatly and exuded a sense of oppression. He had seen Xia Si's skills before. She was a leader among the younger generation of gods. If she was willing to help with the investigation, perhaps things would be much easier.

Lu Zhouxue thought about it, so he simply told Qinghe about the recent events regarding mortals creating gods and rebuilding the road to heaven, as well as what he had just thought of. Finally, he said, "The situation is complicated and involves a wide range of people. There are signs of threats to the divine world. I'll have to trouble you to report back to Buzhou Mountain."

Qinghe didn't answer immediately after hearing this. She frowned and thought seriously for a moment before saying, "It's indeed not a trivial matter. The God Realm never cares about trivial matters in the human world. I never thought that the plan has already been set on you and me. It is indeed necessary to report it. I will send a message back to Buzhou Mountain in a while."

Qinghe said, then changed the subject and said, "But after all, a few words are not enough to understand the whole story. According to the current situation in the God Realm, this matter should still be dealt with in the end, so I plan to stay in the human world to understand the cause and effect clearly, and wait for the order from the God Realm to deal with it directly."

"That's good. Azhuo and I - Yaosu and I are also investigating this matter. Do you want to come with us?" Lu Zhouxue nodded.

"How dare I refuse the invitation of the Lord God?" Qinghe said with a smile, which was considered as an agreement. She has always had a bad temper, and few people in Buzhou Mountain dare to offend her. However, she was exceptionally gentle to Lu Zhouxue. After a pause, she continued, "At the end of the year, you seem to be more lively than before."

"Really?" Lu Zhouxue was stunned, and then he thought of Xiao Fengzhuo who always stuck to him and meowed. With someone like that around, even the coldest and most unapproachable person would be softened.

"Yes, you would not accept others before, let alone take the initiative to invite others. You were high and mighty and difficult to approach." Qinghe whispered about his impression of his friend in the past, "You have no mottled desires, but you are also far from being a god, like a piece of fine porcelain."

In Qinghe's memory, the end of the year was a handful of untouchable snow on the mountain top, beautiful and pure, but lacking a bit of vitality. Now it's so fresh and lively, which is good: "Okay, let's get back to the topic. What are your plans next?"

"Some past grudges need to be settled first. As for the matter of killing the gods, the Wuxiang people originated from Lingshan. We should be able to find clues in the southwest." Lu Zhouxue explained the next plan in a few words.

Qing He nodded upon hearing this: "That's good too. I'll first find out what happened in the past hundred years, so that I don't have to rush around when Buzhou Mountain's summons comes."

"Oh, and what's wrong with your outfit?" Wen Huaixu frowned as she looked at the bright red wedding dress on Lu Zhouxue. She didn't care what Lu Zhouxue was wearing, but the dress itself was very strange. She picked up a corner of the dress and said, "This dress doesn't look festive. The bright red color looks bloody, and the embroidery stitches are broken."

"You actually know all this?" Lu Zhouxue looked at her with some surprise.

"Hua Chao likes to weave clothes. When you are not here, I have no one to befriend, so I get closer to him and learn more about him." Qinghe explained, while asking Lu Zhouxue to take off his clothes. "The cursed things in the world will not affect anything, but it is still annoying. You should take off this dress."

"Don't worry, just wait and see, this set of clothes is still of some use." Lu Zhouxue had just finished speaking when the wind started to blow again, rustling the leaves in the forest and the sound of light metal colliding rang out.

A white ghost figure poked out from behind the branches. It was a group of evil ghosts with long arms and legs, and a pair of metal shackles were tied around their ankles. The sound was made by the dragging metal chains. Their whole bodies were like swollen steamed buns. They lay on the ground and crawled step by step towards the sedan chair that had fallen to the ground.

Qinghe's brows suddenly frowned. She had never seen such twisted and ugly things before. She wished she could use her magic weapon to liberate these things immediately.

"These things are not difficult to deal with, but the number is difficult to deal with. If we deal with this group, more will crawl out of the shadows." Lu Zhouxue stopped her hand that was about to cast a spell and shook her head slightly, "Get out of the way."

Qinghe had no choice but to hold back and hide with Lu Zhouxue, waiting for the group of evil spirits to fail to find their target and leave on their own.

"…The prince is getting married again? He has been married so many times, this time we want to take advantage of him and have a taste of the bride…"

"...I heard that the thighs of beauties are the most delicate and slender. Don't fight with me for those legs!"

"This is all you've coveted in your life. What a promise! Hahahahahahahahaha"

The evil ghosts fought for the bride, mocking each other with hideous and ugly faces. One of the evil ghosts lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw that there was no one inside. His already distorted face became even more terrifying: "The bride ran away!"

"Run away? A little girl from the mortal world, where can she run to? She must be nearby. Let's look for her, look for her..." The evil ghosts muttered, crawling on the ground with their bloated bodies like dough, their noses twitching as they sniffed the remaining human blood in the air.

An evil ghost found the red veil that Lu Zhouxue had thrown on the ground. He picked up the red cloth on the ground and held it high. His nose moved and he smelled the remaining spiritual energy on it. He became excited in an instant, and stuck out his long tongue from his throat and rolled the veil into his mouth.

Like brushing grapes, he sucked off all the spiritual energy left on the veil. After a veil was spit out drippingly, the evil ghost was nourished. He licked his lips in satisfaction and said to the other evil ghosts in a hoarse voice: "It's a young lady with rich spiritual energy. Look for her, and look for her again."

The evil ghosts all became interested. They did not think that after death they could only act tyrannically in this small piece of land and deceive themselves by acting out the scene of the crown prince's wedding. Chu Zhaoyun had the ability to kidnap a real cultivator as a bride. They just thought that a girl with a talent for cultivation was kidnapped.

The two of them lay on the ground, chasing the spiritual energy all the way to Lu Zhouxue. They raised their heads and saw Qinghe frowning and looking down at them condescendingly. One of the evil ghosts shouted excitedly: "What a pretty girl! That loser is really lucky."

The other evil ghost glanced at Lu Zhouxue standing next to Qinghe, licked his lips, and hesitated: "Why is there another one?"

"Wouldn't it be better if there were two? Hahaha." The evil ghost said as he stretched out a pair of sharp claws with pitch-black nails and grabbed Qinghe's waist. The nails were poisoned, and any mortal's flesh would fester and fester if they were touched.

Qinghe looked at the evil ghost staring at her waist with a greedy look on his face, raised his leg expressionlessly and stepped on the head, sinking deeply into the mud below, raised his hand and quietly dealt with another one, without alerting the many evil ghosts looking outside: "Sui Mo, what are these things?"

"It's something formed after a mortal dies and holds a lot of resentment." Lu Zhouxue explained. The evil ghost that was dealt with gradually dissipated, and an old wooden tablet fell out. Lu Zhouxue squatted down and picked it up, "Gathering Yin Tablet?"

"What's wrong with this thing?" Qinghe looked at the thing in Lu Zhouxue's hand in confusion. She was Xia Si, and unlike Lu Zhouxue who was in charge of the affairs of the underworld, she didn't know much about these kinds of netherworld things.

"When a person dies unjustly, his soul will often linger in the world. This Gathering Yin Plate is a sinister thing that can intensify the resentment of the dead soul. If there is no resentment, hatred will arise, and if there is hatred, it will become evil. It is an evil technique for refining ghosts." Lu Zhouxue explained, and clenched his palm to destroy the Gathering Yin Plate in his hand.

"The cycle of life and death is under the jurisdiction of the divine world. Isn't it against the will of heaven to arbitrarily detain living souls and refine evil spirits?" Qinghe understood what Lu Zhouxue said, and his brows have not relaxed since then. He really didn't expect that the cultivators in the world were so bold.

"If they understand these, they will not just be cultivators." Lu Zhouxue said calmly. The road to heaven is not an easy one to walk. Those who harbor evil thoughts and have evil deeds on their hands cannot go up. Gods are not like the gods who have to abandon the seven emotions and six desires, but they cannot be people with corrupt personal morals.

It would be a disaster for a guy who rose to power through evil to a position that controlled the fate of the world. Even for him, who proved his truth through killing, he would kill unjust people and innocent people. Most of them would be buried in the endless karmic fire of the land of annihilation, and their souls would be destroyed.

"It seems that in addition to the deification case, there are still many things that need to be rectified in this world." Qinghe said jokingly, unfolding a long scroll full of crimes in his hand, "Under the way of heaven, there are regulations for life and death and reincarnation. Detaining living souls without reason is rebellion and should be punished according to the crime."

"There are so many cases of wanton oppression and rebellion against the will of heaven in the world. Can you really control them all?" A teasing voice interrupted. Lu Zhouxue looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned for a moment. Then a smile appeared on his face: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Xiao Fengzhuo was seen walking out of the inky night, leading a white horse in his hand. His clothes fluttered like snow, with silver and white embroidery threads intricately interwoven on the hem, and beads hanging down, jingling as he walked. Although he was dressed in pure white, he looked gorgeous and dignified.

His hair was no longer casual as before, and he tied it up in a high bun with a silver crown. When he heard Lu Zhouxue ask him, he touched the head of the white horse beside him and asked back with a smile, "Doesn't it look good?"

"Looks good." Lu Zhouxue said. Xiao Fengzhuo had a handsome appearance two hundred years ago and the unrestrainedness of a young man. How could he not look good in this outfit?

"Who is this?" Qinghe put away the scroll in his hand and put it behind his back, looking at Xiao Fengzhuo inquiringly.

"I want to ask, who is this girl?" Xiao Fengzhuo was not able to see Qinghe's face from the side just now. Seeing her face clearly now, he was a little surprised. However, he did not rashly say what he was thinking. Instead, he said something as if to chat up, "This face of yours looks very familiar."

"This is Yao Su." Lu Zhouxue said to Qinghe, and then looked at Xiao Fengzhuo helplessly, "Don't use those tricks you use to get close to girls to provoke her. This is Qinghe, and she will work with us to deal with the matter of creating gods."

"It's Mr. Xia. We are an old acquaintance, but I have never seen this face before. I'm sorry for being rude." Xiao Fengzhuo suddenly realized. Qinghe silently bowed to him as a return gesture.

Xiao Fengzhuo stared at her face for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "If Xia Si wants to go with us, this face will have to be covered up."

"Why?" Qinghe asked. Lu Zhouxue also cast a puzzled look at Xiao Fengzhuo.

"Xia Si's face is exactly the same as Yu Zhao's." Xiao Fengzhuo said. Lu Zhouxue and Wen Huaixu had never seen Yu Zhao, but he had, so he said that just now.

"Although it has been more than a hundred years, others may not remember it, but Baili Changqing and Yaoguang are still here, and Kong Que is so crazy. If those people saw this face, who knows how many complications would arise."

Xiao Fengzhuo paused, and added: "Xia Si's personality is very similar to Na Yuzhao's."

"Who is Yu Zhao? Is he related to the deification case?" Qinghe asked, casually putting up a trick on his face.

Gods are not so free to come to the human world as they please. They must register in Mount Buzhou. Once their stay period is over, they must return. Apart from their cultivation and memory retention, there is no difference between them and reincarnated humans. Therefore, the face they use when registering cannot be changed at will.

"Of course she is related. She is a crucial part of the God Creation Case." Xiao Fengzhuo briefly explained the story of Yu Zhao, Lu Zhouxue, and Kong Que. "It would be too complicated to explain in detail. There is no rush. Let's get out of here first, and then I will explain it to you in detail."

"Okay." Qinghe nodded in agreement, then unfolded the scroll in his hand and wrote a few more strokes on it.

"What are you doing?" Lu Zhouxue asked curiously. Qinghe had always been a hands-on person in Buzhou Mountain, never talking nonsense. He had never seen her do any literary work, so he couldn't help but feel surprised.

"Arrange the items and record them. When the transfer order comes down, no matter how big or small, they will be dealt with together." Qinghe looked serious. After writing every stroke, he closed the scroll and put it back on his waist.

"Let's go, Mianmian. Since this trap was set for you, let's just follow the same route as last time and see what they are trying to do." As Xiao Fengzhuo spoke, he put his arm around Lu Zhouxue's waist and carried her onto the horse.

Suddenly lifted into the air, Lu Zhouxue was stunned for a moment, then punched Xiao Fengzhuo's shoulder and whispered: "What are you doing? Qinghe is still here!"

"What's wrong with her being here?" Xiao Fengzhuo didn't care. He put the man on the horse, quietly pinched Lu Zhouxue's fingers, and lowered his voice and said, "Didn't I carry you like this when Xie Huaiyu was here? Why can't I do that when she's here?"

"How are they the same?" Lu Zhouxue said angrily.

"What's the difference?" Xiao Fengzhuo looked innocent.

"You two, I'm not deaf." Qinghe said calmly. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the two people in love. She waved the scroll in her hand with no expression on her face. "You want to continue the play of the prince getting married. What should I do?"

"The bride is in need of a maid as a dowry." Xiao Fengzhuo turned his head and looked at her.

Qinghe nodded, and changed into a dowry maid who followed the girl to marry. She had just seen the whole cause and effect, and listened to Lu Zhouxue and Xiao Fengzhuo's plan, and knew what the situation was now.